Monday, April 18, 2011

I love my son, there’s no doubt about it and for as long as I can, I will give him whatever makes him happy.

But I just hate that whenever I lie down on our bed, I see it and as much as I want to just look somewhere else in the morning, I can’t help but stare at our ceiling and ask myself, why did I even said yes to you when you told me to put it there. Heh!